She Won't Reveal 12

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     She Won’t Reveal (12)                               Nidhu Bhusan Das

Amal Bose has already overstayed at Amlarem. At 9 a.m. today, he came to visit Anu and bid farewell. “I leave tomorrow. I’ll go by the North-east Express, Nilu goes with me,” said Mr. Bose. “Won’t you visit your friend Prof Sanyal?” Anu asked, smiling.She reminded him he had told he would visit the Professor on his way back to Kolkata.” I’ve been late, and must rush home. I’ll visit him another time. Soon I’ll be back to the north-east,” he promised.

Anu could read three meanings in what he had said. Her story of mom-son relation between Sujata and Prof. Sanyal might have prompted him to change his itinerary. He might have been scared of the possible presence of Sujata when he would be at the flat of Prof. Sanyal. Besides, his new paramour Nilu might be reluctant to let him share time with any other on the way, particularly when she may fear Prof. Sanyal might know about her lasciviousness which was a public knowledge at Guwahati University. Moreover, it’s clear he would often visit Amlarem for Nilu. Mr. Bose isn’t aware that Anu knows all about his recent engagements with Nilu.So, he’s a bit puzzled that Anu reacted only with a smile when he said Nilu was going to accompany him to Kolkata.

Anu and Sujata are in regular interaction by phone. On the day of their first acquaintance, she told Sujata of this Amal Bose, an alumnus of St. Xavier’s College, Kolkata and resident of Bullygunj.Sujata shuddered and told everything about the masked gentleman Amal Bose. “Amal was my classmate since childhood. He ditched his gf at St. Xavier’s College. The hapless girl Rituparna Ghosh committed suicide. In the name of trekking he ensnares girls and does all the bad things. Don’t believe him,” said Sujata in rage.

“Mr. Bose, how do you like Sujata in the story I told you?”  Anu asked and added, “She is an alumna of St. Xavier’s College, Kolkata,” to understand his mind.

“I should say, she’s a great soul.”

“What do you think about her decision to live unmarried?”

“I don’t know her mind.”

“Could it be she was crossed in love?”

“May be.”

Do you know any such case?”

“I ain’t aware of,” he replied as his face turned pale.

“Had you no crush in your life?”Anu asked, looking at him closely.

“No,” he said laboriously.

“There must be one crush in life, and you’re an eligible bachelor,” she said, enquiringly.

“I ain’t fortunate enough,” he said, promptly trying to put on a brave face.

“At St.Xavier’s one girl ditched by her bf committed suicide. This is the only such case in the history of the prestigious college. Would you tell something about it?”

“I ain’t interested in all such dirty things,” Amal said, visibly perturbed.

Anu understood Mr. Bose was a hard nut to crack. He’s an ace adventurer in the realm of sex, and his mask of innocence is impregnable. The trekker is, in fact, a poacher of virginity.

True, there was no secret crush on him, but Amal has the astuteness to ensnare girls with his mask. Rituparna is such a victim. He recalls:” It all began in the college canteen. Rituparna was frigid, and engrossed in study. She’d spend spare time in the library. One day she was found in a gossip session in the canteen with friends.Amal joined them. He took the opportunity of the presence of Jyotirmoy in the group, began to use his street-smartness while they were discussing Milton’s misogyny. Rituparna, as usual, was a listener, and was focused on the smiling smartness of Amal. They had many an aromatic moment for about a couple of years after that. Amal promised to marry her which he forgot towards the end of the college days. He made love many a time with her and then one day refused to date her. That night she journeyed to the other world. Important family connections saved him from police interrogation and being in the dock.”

Sujata was bewildered at the death of Rituparna and the remorseless erotomaniac Amal Bose, and decided to live a spinster when she saw how Kuldip betrayed Mita, common friends of Anu and hers. In fact, these two incidents made her a misandrist.The chance acquaintance with Prof. Sanyal has changed her a bit, and she’s now the virgin mother of an elderly scholar. She’s a commonality with Anu in this regard. Both of them had God-given sons, and a traumatic experience, though it had engendered from different reasons. Anu had the trauma from unrequited love; Sujata doesn’t have any love experience.Anu and Arup had been classmates and friends since school days. They developed into gf and bf at one stage and began to dream of being partners-in-life and promised so. Sujata and Amal were also classmates till St.Xavier’s days but never became friends.Anu’s disenchantment with Arup is too subtle to be understood even by a keen observer, but it’s clear Sujata’s become scared of men whom she’d identify as ‘eroticism thy name is man’ after the two incidents in Kolkata and Delhi. In adolescence and early youth both of them spinned dream of an El Dorado of permanent love in marriage, and eventually both shrank from it vis-à-vis the reality they saw and perceived in the passage of life.

Nilu’s busy till late afternoon readying baggage and taking calls from Amal. As soon as the baggage’s ready she rushed to the hotel to meet her new paramour.Amal spent the day so long longing for amorous breath of Nilu to blow over his face. At 4 p.m. the doorbell rang and Amal opened the door. She hugged him warmly and once the door‘s barred, snuggled up to him. They felt they’re in a state of bliss. For them pleasure‘s bliss. When innocence’s bidden adieu, pleasure’s sought after as an alternative to joy.

They’re now two heads in one body, clasping, pushing and pulling each other to the extreme. They’ve Grecian faces and Roman physiques.Nilu in excitement has pushed her nipple into the mouth of Amal, and he sucks it like a baby. He fondles her with his left palm running incessantly between her legs and fingers into her wet softness. They’ve made love again and over again.Nilu’s concerned: “We wouldn’t have room for this oneness aboard the train tomorrow. So, let’s enjoy the evening, I can’t have you be idle with me.”

“Do you think I would like my girl be passive with me, darling? I like my Nilu for her active habit.” Now he pushes hard and enters into her as she smiles in satisfaction. “Where’d we stay in kolkata, honey? Won’t you be with me always?” asked Nilu, passionately.

“Would you mind being with me at my flat? There I live alone,” said Amal fingering her tussled hair.

“Oh! How I’d love it.”

“We would continue with the happiness...”

“With the recurrence of the heavenly experience we’ve now, being one.”

“Am I not luscious, honey? 

“You’re heavenly, I can’t lose you.”

“We’re so innocent, aren’t we?”

“We’re, dear since we’re nude like Adam and Eve before their fall.”

Human mind is so creative in the use of language, and in attributing new meaning to an existing word, Innocence and Nudity have been attributed special meaning by Amal and Nilu to sanctify their love making and, perhaps, to justify their impending live-together in Kolkata. (  continued on 5^th  June 2014 )